What kind of mood is this?

Dongfang Yu could feel that his fingers were trembling, did he panic

He panicked

Ever since he woke up, he had been destroying everything he could see, and for the first time, he was in a panicked mood. dashubao.cc He didn't even know why this was happening, what this woman was to him, she just wanted to kill herself, and what she did was to kill her number one enemy

But based on her dreams just now, how could he be so soft-hearted

Is this still him

No, this is not him, this is the mood left by Ah Mo

Dongfang Yu retreated again, retreated, he didn't dare to approach Liang Qiuqiu, this woman was too terrible, even if she was about to lose her breath, she could still affect her thinking, he resolutely refused to admit it, his confused mind was just because of her, he blamed all this on Dongfang Mo's head, isn't this the woman you love, she died, you should always be sad

He used an almost tricky way, desperately trying to destroy this special mood. But no matter how hard he tried, could he just leave her and turn away?

If he goes, no one will be able to keep him.

But when he thought that her cold body was covered in this snow, the feeling was like someone had pressed several layers of thick quilts in his chest, or the kind that had been wet.

It's uncomfortable

It's uncomfortable, and I feel that my eyes are hot.

"Why" he opened suddenly, his voice full of helplessness.

This sentence, even he himself didn't know how to say it, everyone was looking at him, especially the Jin family who was facing him, and they could see his face more clearly.

Liang Qiuqiu frowned slightly, she was also looking at Dongfang Yu, a bad guy, knowing that she wanted to die in his arms the most, but she was still so far away from herself.

Closer, her vision has long been blurred, and the snow is so big, how can she see it clearly, that is her favorite face all along.

Let her look at it again.

Dongfang Yu's face actually gave people a strange illusion that the left half of his face was still angry, while the right half of his face was full of pain, obviously the same appearance, but completely different.

Liang Qiuqiu's eyes widened slightly, is it the president, the president is coming out

No, no, no.

Standing five paces away from him, he still looked at himself with such a strange expression. Half of them are the indifferent and detached president, and half of them are the arrogant and evil Dongfang Yu, but the two of them appeared at the same time

"Why do flutes wither"

The man said something that no one could understand except Liang Qiuqiu.

Withered flute

The president is referring to the bone flute

Liang Qiuqiu still remembered that she had seen that the white bone-like flute played by the mournful music that could take the lives of living beings lightly, leaving no grass behind.

The president was asking himself why, why he said such a thing

"Haven't you saved a lot of people before, you can't save this little injury, and I'm embarrassed to say that I am an immortal who hangs a pot to help the world"

"If you hadn't made trouble, how could the jade flute turn white overnight"

"I'm me, I, how do I know you ask me, I ask who to go"

Everyone present looked stunned, because they saw that this mysterious man was actually talking to himself and answering questions in front of everyone

However, Liang Qiuqiu understood.

President and Yu, are the two of them arguing?

"Don't say it, go back. ”

Dongfang Mo saw that Liang Qiuqiu's soul was separating from her body, and it seemed that she couldn't support it anymore. Although she was still trying to keep her eyes open and not let herself fall asleep.

This is another world, and if the soul is tempered, then there is nothing.

Dongfang Yu said angrily: "I'll go back, I'll go back, everyone will die in the hands of this old thing"

In front of the city gate of Ban Demu, there are hundreds of warriors of the Qingyue family, and these are not the point that Qingyue is from another world, just a few small minions in his hands just now, which makes Dongfang Mo difficult to deal with. After Qingyue Gujin placed his son's body properly, he had already turned to look at them.

The man's face turned from white to blue, and the situation has never been so urgent, Liang Qiuqiu's life is on the verge of death, Dongfang Mo is not sure that he can use the bone flute to save people, but if he doesn't come out, Liang Qiuqiu will definitely die

Behind him, there were quite a few people talking to each other.

"Who is he talking to, he's been talking to him for a long time, he's a crazy person"

"He seems to have said something old just now, he wouldn't be talking about our patriarch."

"Sure enough, it's a madman"

And Dongfang Yu stood here, refusing to give in, his reasons were also very good If he was gone, Dongfang Mo had no way to take Qingyue's old jin at all, it was estimated that they would die together here today This hateful old man, he used such cruel magic to seriously injure Liang Qiuqiu, not to give her a good time, but to let her drain the last drop of blood in her body in the cold weather

If Dongfang Mo hadn't come out, the moment Liang Qiuqiu closed his eyes, Dongfang Yu would definitely rush over and crush his skull

They quarrel and neither of them will leave, which is exactly what that sentence is confirmed

If I don't have a sword in my hand, I can't protect you

If I keep my sword in my hand, I won't be able to hold you tight

This is a dilemma, Liang Qiuqiu's lips without a trace of blood curled slightly, and when she was dying, she just wanted to say that she was so happy.

You can also see the president, worried about her.

This is also a kind of staring.

But really, really sorry.

There is no way to accompany you on the road ahead. I know that you have been lonely for thousands of years, I have always wanted to give you full love and happiness, but even if I am gone, you have to be good, I hope you are good, at least you can be harmonious

Dongfang Mo has always wanted to kill Dongfang Yu, and so has Dongfang Yu.

Although they are the same person, they can both kill each other at any cost.

Yu Chengling hugged Liang Qiuqiu's cold body, and she cried suddenly: "Sister Liang, Sister Liang, don't close your eyes, Sister Liang, look at me again."

Finished.

Dongfang Mo Yu, his face was pale.

His hands and feet were trembling, and he had long been accustomed to killing, and he had stepped on the bones all the way, but this was the first time, and he actually trembled all over

She's going to die, she's going to die, how is that possible

Save her, save her

Gotta save her

Dongfang Yu urged angrily: "What are you doing stupidly hat, why don't you take out your flute quickly?"

"Get out. Dongfang Mo was concise and to the point.

Dongfang Yu was so angry with him that he really wanted to pick up a sword and stick it in his chest